Keep It Real

I am writing this book because I read Author Malik’s book, there are many things that I saw as deceitful and downright untruthful, and I would like to tell it like it was and is. I am not the bitter ex-wife trying to destroy a brother. I have moved on long ago and came to peace with him. I understand that nothing last forever and people must move on. It is okay to reach for success and get education. I am all for that and I am a part of that movement. My issue is how you can be one thing in public but in real life, you are not handling your business when it comes to your children, responsibility, and deceiving the public about who you really are. I think it is time to expose the truth and Keep It Real.

(If you have kids, they are your first priority) Really! Did you really write that on page 5 of your book? Therefore, you compare yourself to St. Augustine of Hippo. A Saint that came from present dayAmaba, Algeria? He wrote (City Of God) and converted to Christianity, the Roman Province viewed him as most important for his books, teachings, and his conversion to Christianity. His baptism was in 387 AD. Wow, you are sad.

Your Mom was a quite woman. When I met her, I thought she was okay. I mean my Mom and her where good friends in high school. You would have thought this was the perfect get together. As I stayed around her and noticed how she moved, I saw that quite is not always a good thing. People can hold secrets and other things on the inside that can harm and hurt so many people, mentally, spiritually, and physically. I also did not understand how she could endure the torment of staying with an abusive alcoholic husband for over twenty-five years. I never saw your stepdad sober until he got sick and could not drink any longer, may he rest in peace. I gathered from how your Mom was being treated and the things you told me about him, I am sure that affected why you are the way you are today.

I have never met a man that had a wife and kids, but was emotionally detached from us as Malik was. It is as if we did not exist until we were out in public. Ever thing was always a show for the public, but no one really knew what was going on behind closed doors. I will get into more detail about it later in in the book.

It is sad to think that that you can win when you are not right on the inside. I was raised in a Holiness Penal costal church; the woman that raised me my Nana had a Baptist background. She was a lot of Cherokee, Irish, and African. My people are and where a proud people. I know where I came from and who I am, even as a child. We had our own land, raised our food and grew our fruits and vegetables. I pretty much grew up in the Garden of Eden and Noah’s Ark. Expect for a few little downs, for the most part my child hood was one of discovering nature, Agriculture, science, and my Mom and Nana always travelled. I was the only girl around at the time, my other girl cousins where in Newbern, Greensboro, and other places. My Nana was a very proper woman. She ironed everything. Christmas was always a big event for the family. My Nana grew so many different types of flowers and plants until she would make a live Christmas reef. Family was a big deal for her and she would make the gatherings a feast that made all the family comes together, as far away as Boston and other places. She always fed everyone and the older family members would always tell me that when no one else would bother with them as lost children, my Nana would welcome them warmly. I seriously do not have anything bad to say about this woman. She was a kindred spirit, an extraordinary woman that taught me the Bible and everything I know to survive. Those lessons have been more valuable to me than old money and important to me than new money. I love her and miss her dearly. We were so close, may my baby rest in peace. I have been singing since I was 5 years old in the church and with my family that gave me enough boldness to sing as a solo artist. I have went as far as to be a kiss 102 new artist pick for my single, So Brand New, and have opened for Dorothy Norwood and various national artist in 2005. I also have been blessed to hear the song that I created out of my little town house on Tabaco road on the radio. I had faith and small beginnings led to big things. I will discuss why I stopped singing temporarily later on also.

I am going to tell you the events that happened during my rocky relationship and marriage to Malik. The truth and I am going to be as honest as I possibly can.